You know Me now

You don't know me. That's what started the latest romantic friction. 

You don't know I'm from a political family? My book has pictures of me, two uncles, my grandmother & her house, my brother, sister, cousin. "It's local history. For me it's family history." Chapter 5. Introduction describes my self-image. Page 100 is the gay page.

Local politics isn't real politics. Now you're being dismissive. You listened to the radio interviews. Remember?

I was fulfilling a political destiny. My old boyfriend Nick had a 4-letter word for people like me. L-O-R-D. Lord Hawkins or Lord Blair. Because I'm arrogant & cocky & overbearing & competent & altruistic & constructive. He nailed it.

My current boyfriend knows my story now. I learned he delivered his father's eulogy. As I did for mine. After we had this talk, we made incredible love.

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